Gunnar
I held true to my words and intentions. For the three extra days we were stuck inside, I made sure no part of her was left untouched, both with my hands and mouth. I had her screaming my name and begging me to stop. Those sounds have been mixed into my favorite melody. There was nowhere in the house that was spared, just like her body from me. She will always be my favorite flavor and scent. Her taste will forever be engraved on my tongue.
As I watched her sleep in my arms from one of my many assaults, I couldn’t help but admire her beauty. Yes, she was mentally unstable at times, but she was mine and I loved every single thing about her. She was beautiful inside and out. To know that I was the only one to ever touched and taste her was not only an honor but was worth more than an
